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I think the success of a blog, mine at least, is determined by weather or not I am on the verge of total collapse. If I am, the blog isn't working or I'm not using it. That would be failure.If I'm functioning in society and not harming my fellow citizens, it's a success!

Hi Cathy; Trying to catch up on posts; sorry for the late response. That article you linked to is mostly geared towards business blogs. Those of us with creative blogs do it because we love it, yes? ☺ I take pride in being "niche-free" (another blogger coined that phrase - sounds so much better than "niche-less") and carefree. As an experiment, I recently started using Google Adsense and the Amazon affiliate program, to see if it would help pay some of the expenses of website ownership, but that's a joke, really. Made about $15.00 in 4 months. LOL So obviously, money is NOT the object here. Personal satisfaction and interacting with others is. Just for fun, I checked your Alexa ranking: (find it at alexa.com) Global rank 592,060 Rank in India 76,832 Pretty good! ☺

Thanks for your support, Debbie. Interesting to hear about you and your blog. You're so right. Personal satisfaction and interacting with others are what matters. I no longer write in a paper diary which is a bit of a shame but I see my blog and Facebook as diaries of sorts.

I had to smile about my Alexa ranking. Glad I'm doing so well in India. ;)

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